I guess I'm trying to see how short of a Trobed fic I can write... But I wanted to get SOMETHING out for Valentine's day, and if I don't get anything else today, you'll at least have this little fic.
Enjoy!
Troy and Abed were lounging on their living room couch, feeling comfortable in their silence and their closeness. Resting on each other, warm and cozy for LA February.
Troy was the one who spoke first, "Do you remember…" He trailed off, almost embarrassed by what he'd been planning on saying.
"Mariah? Yes."
Even after being married for a while, Troy was always surprised when Abed seemed to read his mind.
"How'd you know that's what I was going to say?"
"Because it's Valentine's day. It's the time for thinking about past loves."
"I didn't love her," Troy said quickly.
"I know. I was talking about our love. It was different then, or else, it's different now, but that was the start of us."
The words sank in, words that Troy had maybe already known but that he kept himself from lingering on too long. It was one thing to say that he'd loved Abed for as long as he'd known him. It was another thing entirely to consider the actual implications. If they had really and truly been in love that February 14th all those years ago then that littered the path to their happily ever after with spots of cold, unfriendly bitterness.
Abed -who thought he was familiar with Troy's heart, mind, and script- was taken aback by what Troy said next.
"I'm sorry," Troy murmured, tears brimming in his eyes.
Abed was immediately on alert, "Why, for what? What's wrong?"
He couldn't help blaming himself a little bit. Troy was the one apologizing but Abed couldn't help assuming that he'd been the one to do something wrong.
"We were in love back then and I didn't say anything. We were in love and I left you, anyway."
"Oh," Abed calmed down a little before addressing his husband's anxieties, wrapping an arm around Troy and wiping away his tears.
"Troy, you have it backwards. You didn't have to say anything because you showed me you loved me with everything you did. Even when things were strained I knew that you loved me. And if you think you didn't say it you're wrong about that too. Because no one told me they loved me more than you did, not even my parents. And when you left it hurt, but you came back. And you came back with millions of dollars… How could I be mad about that? I love you. I don't have any regrets."
"I still wish I had told you more. But other than that, I don't have any regrets either. I love you."
"I know. Happy Valentine's day."
Troy leaned over to kiss Abed, "It is now."